the formal garden n the Pollok Housethe park has been a recreation place for the peoplebumped into them n this doggie for few times..she's shy...the uncle who feeds the duckies everyday
Isnt it beautiful sometimes to travel in a time machine back to the time when things happen?
Here is where i start scribbling...for a collective memories to trace back in the later days
about wey chii*
my being
Glasgow my home
Kuala Lumpur my study
Architecture
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